Destiny Demon Concubine

Chapter 128 Your story is really beautiful 3
"Feng Xiran, no matter how stupid you are, you should check the occasion. There are so many people today, do you still want to escape?"

"Could it be that you want to fight with me?"

Feng Xiran glanced at her, with a bit of arrogance in her eyes.

Master once said that regardless of whether you can fight or not, you must have enough momentum.

If you can't fight, you can only run.

"You are a waste with no spiritual power, how dare you come to the thorny road, how about it? Does it feel painful to be entangled by thorns and stab into your flesh?"

"I don't seem to feel anything."

Feng Xiran replied lightly.

Ming Ji also noticed that if she continued to talk to her, she would definitely be pissed off, so she simply said, "Hand over the thorn flower, and I can spare you."

"Sorry, I ate it."

Feng Xiran had a calm and innocent face.

"Where's the key?! Where's the key to the Thorn Gate!"

"Don't you know? As long as the key to the Thorn Gate opens the Thorn Gate once, it will be sealed, and the next time it will be unsealed, it may take thousands of years."

"Feng Xiran! If I don't kill you today, my surname will not be Ming!"

"What's your favorite name?"

Feng Xiran threw three silver needles towards Ming Ji's face.

Ming Ji grabbed the three silver needles and threw them back.

Feng Xiran turned sideways, avoiding the attack.

At this time, Emperor Jiyun seemed to have heard the sound of fighting while he was healing, and suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked at Ling Xie with a cold gaze, and said coldly, "Go back and receive the punishment."

Ling Xie knew that he shouldn't have disobeyed him, so he didn't wake him up in time, "This subordinate knows his mistake."

Ji Yunhuang stood up and walked straight to Ming Ji and Feng Xiran.

Ling Xie stopped him, "Your Majesty, you have already hurt your body by interrupting your healing. You can't..."

"roll!"

Emperor Jiyun made a sudden move, and knocked Ling Xie aside with one palm.

Ling Xie struggled to stand up, but could only watch Ji Yunhuang walk towards Feng Xiran helplessly.

He was extremely fast, and when he reached Feng Xiran's side, Ming Ji swung his whip recklessly.

With a flick of Ji Yunhuang's sleeve, the whip returned the same way and hit Ming Ji's face directly, a bloody mark instantly appeared on the originally fair face.

Before Feng Xiran realized what was going on, she felt a pair of strong hands land on her waist. Before she could resist, she was picked up by the man and flew away.

Arriving at a quiet alley, Emperor Jiyun let go of Feng Xiran, walked in the opposite direction without saying a word.

Feng Xiran called him to stop, "Ji Yunhuang."

He showed no signs of stopping.

"I have something to tell you."

Ji Yunhuang still pretended not to hear.

Feng Xiran chased after her, "Didn't you say that you never want to see me again? Why did you help me today?"

Emperor Jiyun finally glanced at her, "I'm bored, can you care?"

His tone was really not good.

Feng Xiran already knew why he was angry before, so she didn't bother with him at the moment.

"I know why you said that before." Feng Xiran always paid attention to the expression on his face, "Those were all misunderstandings."

Ji Yunhuang looked over coldly, "Feng Xiran, do you think I am still useful to you, so you want me to go back to help you, don't you? Who do you think you are? What qualifications allow me to help you again and again?"

(End of this chapter)